Ohhhhh.A lush-bodied girl in the prime of her physical beauty. In an ivory georgette-crepe sundress with a halter top that gathers her breasts up in soft undulating folds of the fabric. She's standing...
Nunca soube de ninguém que tenha tido a vida salva por um bebê.
Not what the mind sees, but what the mind imagines the eye must see.
My governing principle as a critic is to call attention solely to books and writers that merit such attention, and to avoid whenever possible reviewing books negatively except in those instances in wh...
Mrs. Erskine struck him as fierce and plain and haughty as one of those straight-backed red-haired girl-women in certain of the watercolors of Winslow Homer.
Leander was swaggering and charismatic as a rap star, Maralena gorgeous as the singer whose name I didn’t know how to pronounce—Beyoncé.
Laughter too depends upon memory—a memory of previous laughter. Dr.
I’d rather be truth-telling and I hope always to be without hypocrisy.
I’d like to be your friend—but only if you promise not to ever, ever count on me.
It is utterly naive, futile, uninformed—to think that our species is exceptional. So designated to master the beasts of the Earth, as in the Book of Genesis!
If [the heavyweights] become champions they begin to have inner lives like Hemingway or Dostoyevsky, Tolstoy or Faulkner, Joyce or Melville or Conrad or Lawrence or Proust…Dempsey was alone and Tunney...
If I try to summon back his face, the sound of his voice, and the sensation in my stomach like a key turning in a lock when he touched me, I lose everything.
I'm nobody's daughter now. I'm through with that.
I had forgotten that time wasn't fixed like concrete but in fact was fluid as sand, or water. I had forgotten that even misery can end.
I am thinking of having a T-shirt printed: Yes my husband died. Yes I am very sad. Yes you are kind to offer condolences. Now can we change the subject?
How bizarre it seems to us, Hudson had been looking for a route to the Pacific Ocean, as his predecessor Christopher Columbus had been looking for a route to the East Indies . . . I thought The routes...
Hospital vigils inspire us to such nostalgia. Hospital vigils take place in slow-time during which the mind floats free, a frail balloon drifting into the sky as into infinity.
Her problem wasn't she was a dumb blonde, it was she wasn't a blonde and she wasn't dumb.
Dorie herself was not very surprised, because a daydreamer is prepared for most things and in a way she had planned even this, though she had not guessed how it would come about.
Como isso acontece, você gosta tanto de alguém — ama alguém, talvez — e depois, não muito tempo depois, o que sente é ódio? Um ódio horrível e funesto? Um ódio de vontade de matar? Por quê?